In praise of customer service
Thank you Apple. Despite the annoyance of having to get up early to sign up for a time-slot at your Genius bar for something utterly simple, you kindly replaced my dying Mighty Mouse with no arguing.
Customer service is a constant annoyance to me. Or rather, the lack of customer service. I’ve bitched about UPS and, for the time being, will do everything I can not to use them. Bank of America continually pisses me off, though I continue to use them for various and sundry reasons. Even FedEx got under my skin the other day when I walked in and had to watch the guy eat his pretzels and banter with his colleagues for a solid two minutes before he acknowledged my existence (I was the only customer in the room).
But Apple. Apple has it almost nailed. I signed up for a time slot. Actually spoke to someone within 5 minutes of my assigned time. And I walked out with a brand new mouse for free. My only complaint? The genius bar needs an express lane for things that take under 5 minutes. But hey, I’ll live.
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